Both of them turned to face the priest, their hearts excited about the journey of marriage they were about to embark on together. The priest turned and looked at them and started his incantations. He then asked anyone opposing their marriage to step forward or forever hold their peace after the priest had finished his incantations.
Thinking back to the woman who was the reason for her pain all these years, when she had done nothing wrong to her, and how she wanted to marry her off to a scumbag, she could not help but clench her knuckles, worried that someone might appear out of nowhere and destroy her dream, not having in mind that Yun Lin was still holding onto her hand. Wen Lin as if sensing her discomfort and knowing exactly what had made her react that way, gently caressed her palm, easing her.
